Frank makes his own way back to the bar while I slip on my lingerie. Fully clad in practically nothing, I exit the lap-dance area and scan the room. Still no sign of Amber, not that I expect her to appear. It is already too late to start a shift. I make a mental note to text her again later.
Although I would rather not have to look at my phone. That message from Ward was downright creepy. I have no idea what I can do about it, other than message him back and ask him to clarify. Or tell him if he messages me like that again, I’ll report him. But for now, I have more pressing matters on my mind, uppermost being Jasmine’s claim that Billy was perving on her from the CCTV room.
As I near Guillermo, all alone behind his sound desk, part of me wants to take a detour and explain to him why I ha
